A TAIL CHASED

                            A TAIL CHASED

A tail chased, and circles ran

Then flopped upon the ground

 

With panting breath, a tongue now long

A very tired hound

 

She looks at me through puppy eyes

Then staring at her ball

 

A bark that says I'm ready now.

This task does me befall

 

Then she brings her leash to me

her tail whips the air

 

So off we trot around the block

She doesn't have a care

 

The butcher stops and says hello

He gives the dog a bone

 

then proud as puch she carries it

And eats it when she's home

 

 

D.J.Dodsworth